Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

“Fellow Daoist Lao, you’ve said so much, aren’t you planning to make a move yourself?” At this moment, someone in the arena asked.

“Hehe, I, Lao, have been talking for so long, but I’m not just talking without action. You will naturally know in the future. However, I, Lao, will remind you, don't always wait for others to make the first move. Once this opportunity is gone, it's gone. By then, even if you want to snatch it, you won't know who has the Xuan Yin Token!” Lao Deren chuckled and said slowly.

Everyone fell silent upon hearing this.

The Star Moon Sect only issued fifty Xuan Yin Tokens. It was definitely difficult for outsiders to get accurate information on who the five sects distributed the tokens to. Even if they tried to find out, they could only find out some information.

Moreover, not all of those who possessed the Xuan Yin Tokens were easy to rob. The earlier one acted, the greater the choice and the higher the success rate.

“Alright, if you fellow Daoists have no questions, we will proceed with the transaction!”

Lao Deren looked around and waited for more than ten breaths before continuing, “The situation of the fellow Daoists who came to participate in this conference is similar. I, Lao, estimate that what everyone needs most are pills that can quickly increase cultivation, or natural treasures that can help break through bottlenecks. Of course, fellow Daoists with ideas may also need powerful spiritual weapons or spiritual talismans. I, Lao, will start by offering a humble opinion. Later, fellow Daoists who intend to sell items can come to the arena to display their items.”

After saying that, Lao Deren took out two white porcelain bottles from his storage bag and said, “Two bottles of high-grade Spirit Gathering Powder, twelve pills per bottle, in exchange for a high-grade spiritual weapon or three low-grade high-grade attack spiritual talismans, preferably of the fire attribute.”

Upon hearing that it was high-grade Spirit Gathering Powder, everyone's eyes were fiery.

Spirit Gathering Powder is a common pill for increasing cultivation during the Foundation Establishment stage. Regardless of the attribute of the cultivation method, it can be used.

Although the exchange value of twenty-four Spirit Gathering Powder pills was much lower than that of a high-grade spiritual weapon and three spiritual talismans, everyone present, including Zhang Yuanjing, wanted to exchange for them.

“Three low-grade high-grade fire attribute attack talismans!”

“Fellow Daoist Lao, please look at my high-grade spiritual weapon, the Five-Colored Ring…”

“This is the Netherfire Blade, a top-grade among high-grade spiritual weapons, not inferior to a peak-grade spiritual weapon…”

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Immediately, as many as eight cultivators took out various items and displayed them to Lao Deren, who was standing in the crowd.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanjing put back the fire attribute flying sword he was about to take out.

Lao Deren took a fancy to the Netherfire Blade at a glance and directly exchanged it with the cultivator who took it out.

Afterwards, he smiled and said, “I, Lao, will come up again later. Now, please invite a fellow Daoist to display their items.”

“I will.”

As soon as Lao Deren finished speaking, someone responded. It was the blue-shirted cultivator who had questioned Lao Deren several times.

“Fellow Daoist Wu, please!” Lao Deren made a gesture to invite him forward, then turned around and found a wooden stump to sit down.

The blue-shirted cultivator walked to the center of the open space, cupped his fists and gave a simple salute to the surroundings, then took out a green vine: “A peak-grade spiritual weapon, the Dragon Binding Vine, in exchange for pills, high-grade Spirit Gathering Powder or any pills suitable for wood attribute cultivation methods. The specific quantity will be determined according to the quality of the pills.”

“A peak-grade spiritual weapon!” Everyone was shocked. For these rogue cultivators, they could usually obtain one or two high-grade spiritual weapons through accumulation or encountering opportunities, but peak-grade spiritual weapons were hard to come by. If they really obtained one, they would be reluctant to sell it, even if they urgently needed pills to improve their cultivation, it would be difficult to make such a decision.

“Fellow Daoist Wu, how much are you exchanging for? I have three bottles of high-grade Ximu Pills here, can I exchange them!” A thin and wiry man stood up and said.

“Ximu Pills? Let me take a look at one!” The blue-shirted cultivator hesitated, but decided to take a look first.

The thin and wiry man did not hesitate, and immediately took out a white jade porcelain bottle, opened the bottle stopper, poured out a yellow pill, and flicked it gently with his finger, sending it to the blue-shirted cultivator.

The blue-shirted cultivator used his magic power to hold it up in the air, without touching it, and smelled it carefully under his nose, and carefully examined the color of the pill. After a long time, he pushed the pill back to the thin and wiry man: “The medicinal power is too weak, it has little effect on me.”

The thin and wiry man was not annoyed when he heard this, and put away the pill and sat back down.

The blue-shirted cultivator continued to look around, and asked several times: “Are there any fellow Daoists who want to exchange this item with Wu?”

After twenty breaths, he also felt bored, so he put away the green vine and walked back to his seat, his face full of disappointment.

Next to walk to the center of the arena was a young cultivator with a pale face and no beard. The true age of this person was unknown, but his cultivation was one of the strongest two among the fifteen people, only a line away from the Great Perfection realm.

He first took out a porcelain bottle about two inches high from his storage bag, and then said: “I have reached the bottleneck of the late Foundation Establishment stage, and pills are of little use. This is a bottle of mid-grade Bitter Essence Pills, a total of eight pills, in exchange for a high-grade defensive spiritual weapon, or three low-grade high-grade defensive spiritual talismans.”

Upon hearing that it was Bitter Essence Pills, the response was sparse. This pill was too violent, and not all cultivators could withstand it.

Most of these rogue cultivators did not have powerful inheritances and superior cultivation methods, and their physical foundations were relatively shallow. How dare they swallow Bitter Essence Pills.

“A high-grade defensive spiritual weapon, the Cloud Dispersing Fan.” Zhang Yuanjing searched around in his storage bag, and finally selected a high-grade defensive spiritual weapon from the more than twenty high-grade spiritual weapons.

The pale-faced, beardless young cultivator stared at the Cloud Dispersing Fan for a moment, hesitated, and then asked, “Fellow Daoist, do you have any shield-shaped or armor-like high-grade defensive spiritual weapons besides this?”

“No, just this one. This Cloud Dispersing Fan is quite good. It can not only form a defensive wall, but also create clouds and mist to confuse the enemy. It can defend and attack.”

Zhang Yuanjing still had three high-grade defensive spiritual weapons in his storage bag, including shields and armor, but since he had taken out a Cloud Dispersing Fan, he would naturally not take out another one to attract attention. How could a rogue cultivator have so many high-grade defensive spiritual weapons!

The pale-faced, beardless young cultivator shook his head upon hearing this: “I only want a pure defensive spiritual weapon. Although this one is good, it is not strong enough in terms of defense.”

For cultivators, defensive spiritual weapons are always more valuable. Ordinary cultivators are willing to sell offensive spiritual weapons, but for defensive spiritual weapons, they would never use them for trading unless they had to.

Therefore, after Zhang Yuanjing took out the Cloud Dispersing Fan, he thought the transaction would be successful, but he did not expect that the other party's requirements for the defensive attributes of the spiritual weapon were so high, which made him feel a little helpless.

Lao Deren smiled smugly below, and then looked at a cultivator opposite him, who was the yellow-faced Han with the surname Zeng who was familiar with him, his lips opened and closed slightly, but he used the sound transmission technique.

The yellow-faced Han on the opposite side was obviously stunned, looked at Lao Deren, and saw him nodding very surely, so he touched his storage bag, took out a silver armor, and said loudly: “Fellow Daoist, what do you think of my Mithril Armor?”

“Mithril Armor?”

The cultivators present were all startled by the name and whispered to each other. Mithril is a basic material for refining magic weapons and is very precious.

“Oh, how much mithril was added?” The pale-faced, beardless young cultivator was overjoyed at first, then realized it and frowned and asked.

“Hehe, since it is a high-grade spiritual weapon, naturally not much, about one-hundredth and twentieth!” The yellow-faced Han laughed, seemingly dissatisfied with the young cultivator's attitude, “My Mithril Armor is much higher than your eight Bitter Essence Pills, please make another compensation, fellow Daoist!”

The yellow-faced Han's last sentence was very firm and did not allow refusal.

The young cultivator did not care, but showed a happy expression: “If there are one-hundredth and twentieth, I should increase the price. Can you let me take a closer look?”

The yellow-faced Han did not speak, stood up, walked up to the young cultivator, and held the silver armor in front of his eyes.

The young cultivator carefully examined it with his divine sense, and then said: “Fellow Daoist, can you let me touch the armor with my hand?”

Most of the cultivators around showed playful or vigilant expressions when they heard this.

The young cultivator's request was a bit too much. If he intended to snatch it, the yellow-faced Han would probably find it difficult to defend against it in this situation.

To everyone's surprise, the yellow-faced Han nodded. At this moment, Lao Deren stood up and stood one foot behind the young cultivator.

The young cultivator's body stiffened and he turned to look at Lao Deren. Lao Deren smiled gently and said: “Fellow Daoist, you can inspect it. Since I am the organizer of the trade fair, I should conduct the necessary supervision and protection! Please don't be offended!”

The young cultivator nodded, turned around with an embarrassed expression, reached out and touched the silver armor a few times, and said: “I have finished the inspection, there is no problem. I will add four more Bitter Essence Pills, a total of twelve mid-grade Bitter Essence Pills, what do you think, fellow Daoist?”

The yellow-faced Han thought for a while with a blank expression, and finally agreed unwillingly: “Let's do this. Fellow Daoist, take out a pill for me to see.”

In order to show his sincerity, the young cultivator directly threw a small porcelain bottle to the yellow-faced Han: “There are four Bitter Essence Pills in it, fellow Daoist can examine it himself.”

The yellow-faced Han took the porcelain bottle, made a slight inspection, and nodded to indicate that there was no objection.

In this way, the two sides exchanged items and returned to the wooden stumps.

Subsequently, more than ten cultivators walked into the arena one after another, took out the items they were willing to sell, and said what they wanted to exchange. However, most of them needed pills to increase their cultivation, and the items they took out were mainly spiritual weapons, materials, or spiritual plants. Therefore, only a small number of people reached a transaction.

At this time, Lao Deren walked into the arena again with a relaxed expression and said happily: “Several fellow Daoists have reached a transaction in the first round of this trade fair, which is beyond my expectation. Thank you all for your support, and congratulations to those fellow Daoists who have obtained what they wanted. Now, let's start the second round. Everyone can organize a transaction to maximize the exchange and complementarity of resources.

“However, there is one requirement. The place for discussion and transaction can only be on this island. This is to prevent someone from leaving first and setting up an ambush for the fellow Daoists who leave later. Of course, fellow Daoists who intend to trade can set up a simple formation to isolate the detection. Fellow Daoists who do not intend to trade, please wait patiently. Well, please help yourselves, fellow Daoists.”

So many cultivators with similar cultivation, age, and circumstances came here to participate in the trade fair, and what they really valued was this round of transactions.

These cultivators urgently needed pills to improve their cultivation. General pills like Spirit Gathering Powder were rarely sold, but special pills suitable for various attribute cultivation methods could be exchanged with each other.

For example, someone has fire attribute pills and wants to exchange for wood attribute pills, and the person who has wood attribute pills cultivates the metal attribute cultivation method, and the cultivator who has metal attribute pills needs fire attribute pills. These three people can form a transaction to realize the exchange of pills.

After Lao Deren announced, more than a dozen late Foundation Establishment cultivators gathered in groups of three or two and discussed.

Obviously, these people were very experienced and had already locked on to their targets. Therefore, several transactions quickly formed, and they each chose different corners of the island, set up formations, and began trading.